All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

The wine-red Maserati once again stopped at the fork in the path that entered the villa.

After the car stopped, Ying Sixue and Yang Xuming got out of the car.

The two entered the deserted path leading to the villa one after another.

Following the road they had walked before, they returned to the villa again.

This time the two had a clear purpose and went straight to the door of the basement.

But when they came to the basement door, they found that the basement door had been closed.

Yang Xuming looked at Ying Sixue and found that Ying Sixue was looking dazed.

"It looks like you didn't close this door..." Yang Xuming said.

Ying Sixue smiled bitterly and nodded, "Moreover, when we went in, the door was directly smashed, but now it is intact. Could someone fix this door after we left?"

Ying Sixue called out [False World] again, and directly blasted the door with a punch.

The two stepped into the dark and claustrophobic underground space again.

In the basement, the 23 corpses still stood quietly in the dark, facing the same direction.

Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue walked to the 23 corpses at the same time. This time Ying Sixue finally saw the strange dark green painting on the wall.

"Is this entering the inner world?"

Ying Sixue said, turned and looked behind him.

Sure enough, the basement behind them was empty, without any corpses.

And the entire basement space is filled with a faint dark green light, making it seem inexplicably gloomy.

This gloomy tone often appears in those cheap haunted houses or ghost movies.

Ying Sixue looked at Yang Xuming and said, "For safety, take out your candle."

Yang Xuming nodded, understanding the other party's worry.

As long as Plum's candle burns, no ghost can hurt him.

This is a fact that has been proven many times in the past.

He took out the candle and started walking towards the stairs.

This time, the two did not hear crying from the stairs.

When they reached the corner of the stairs, their heads were still silent.

But when Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue turned this corner, he clearly saw the little boy sitting at the top of the stairs.

The other party still leaned back against the door of the basement exit, looking at them with a dull expression.

Yang Xuming said, "My child, who are you? Why are you here?"

Yang Xuming directly tore the red paper on the red candle, held the red candle and pointed it at the little boy above.

But a strange scene appeared.

On this eerie underground staircase, the candle in Yang Xuming's hand was indifferent and not burning?

Isn't the little boy in front of you a ghost?

He looked at the little boy at the top of the stairs in amazement, and saw the other person's indifferent expression.

At this moment, Ying Sixue beside him suddenly pulled his hand nervously and said with a trembling voice.

"No... something is wrong," the girl tremblingly stared at the little boy above the stairs, "Master Yang, what I saw was not a little boy at all, but a little girl."

"A little girl who looks exactly like me when I was a kid!"

Ying Sixue's words made Yang Xuming stunned.

"The little girl who was exactly the same as when you were a kid?" He raised his head abruptly and looked at the top of his head.

But the one sitting there was indeed a boy.

He is exactly the same as he was when he was young.

Could it be that it’s not his soul fragments sitting here at all, but some kind of ghost with a weird way of existence?

What everyone sees is what they were when they were young?

Yang Xuming became nervous in vain.

Originally, he thought what was here was his soul fragments, since it was his own soul fragments, then the danger was not high.

But now it seems that this thing is not his soul fragment at all, but something more dangerous and strange.

The marriage candle did not respond, the ghost fire could not be dispelled, and he could still use his body inexplicably...

The black ghost fire boiled in Yang Xuming's palm.

Then he directly raised his right hand, pointed his palm at the little boy above, and shouted in a low voice, "The evil spirits have dispersed!"

The black ghost fire spewed out in an instant.

Directly rushed up the steps.

Then it disappeared.

Yang Xuming's movements remained at the moment when he raised his hand.

It was as if he hadn't raised his hand at all, and the ghost fire gushing out was completely invisible.

Yang Xuming looked dumbfounded, "This is not a time suspension! Is it time going backwards?"

Seeing all this happened, Ying Sixue gritted her teeth and shouted in a low voice, "[False World]!"

A pale ghost suddenly appeared from behind Ying Sixue and rushed directly to the little boy above the stairs.

But the next second, when they came back to their senses again, the pale [False World] had disappeared, and it had never existed.

Ying Sixue gritted her teeth and said, "[The False World] is still in my body, so I didn't go out at all!"

Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue were completely speechless.

They all looked up and looked at the figure at the top of the stairs.

And the child sitting at the top of the stairs just looked down at them indifferently.

It was like watching two clowns.

Yang Xuming whispered, "The ability to go back in time...a bit nonsense..."

Ying Sixue raised his watch, looked at the second hand, and said, "I never believe that there is such a nonsense ability in the world... [Fake World]!"

The pale ghost appeared again from behind Ying Sixue and rushed directly to the child on the stairs.

But in the next second, everything returned to its original state.

[False World] Since Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue disappeared, they returned to Ying Sixue's body.

In Ying Sixue's watch, the second hand did not stop or move back.

Still rotating steadily and smoothly.

Ying Sixue put down her hand and looked up at the child above her head.

"It's not a turning back in time, but some kind of ability that can cause a similar effect..."

She said, "This kid can return everything that wants to get close to it."

"Including attacks against it and living people approaching it."

Ying Sixue called out [False World] again, and buckled a brick directly on the wall beside him.

Then the pale white [False World] threw the brick at the child above the stairs.

Time is still flowing forward.

However, when Ying Sixue and Yang Xuming recovered, the thrown brick disappeared.

Back in the hands of [False World], as if it hadn't been thrown out at all.

Seeing this scene, Ying Sixue frowned, "When the object returns to its original position, our memory will be blank for a second or so."

"When this thing activates its power, we will be in a trance for a second."

"The key to its ability lies in the blankness of consciousness in this second!"